Rhonda had a look of relief and satisfaction, that her pussy wasn't only going to get attention from my cock but my tongue as well. Her clit was firm... under my tongue and fingers, moisture gathered quickly, it was only a matter of time before I felt her pussy convex and concave expectantly under my ministrations.She wanted to see it and suck it before I began the next sortie. She had a look on her face like she couldn't believe that she had taken it so deep within her and was satisfied with. Waise din bhar yehi awaragardi karta rahta hoon…(Accha isliye yeh haal hai andar se)Fir bola….fir kab milengey…toh main boli kal subah 7 Baje(isliye ke woh time koi nahi hota wahan).Woh bola zarur aunga aur fir chala gaya. Fir agle roz maine jaan bhuj kar white kameez aur shalwar pehni aur andar kuch nahi pehni…aur uske aane se pehle hi nadi mein utar gai kapdon ke sath hi…woh theek time per aaya..aur mujhe nadi mein (aur white kapdon ko)dekh kar khush ho gaya.Woh : abhi nahi hua. . as I pull out, you shake your head trying to get air... my hands gripping your hair as I give you a few seconds, then force my huge cock back into your face... faster... starting to fuck your face... the way you deserve it... like the slut you are... your body rolling, held back by the ties...you are a horny little slut, and I know what you need... if you're a good little cunt then you just might get what you need... later... ;)my mouth open... eyes closed... god your little throat feels. The lake, did I really run that far? The cool crisp water, free and unyielding yet trapped by solid earth. A bit like herself she mused, the lake and her could become one and free her of her mortality, to visit it one last time.Lady Elizabeth Parker had fought with her father that night. She was to be used as a bartering chip in her family's rise to the upper echelons of nobility in England. The price was her hand in marriage to Lord Anthony Barling, a childless widow, old enough to be her.